Thank you for all the wonderful reviews. sorry it took so long to update my life screwed at the moment. On the plus side I now have a car yeah.
The next morning Hermione awoke to the smell of coffee as she exited snape's bedroom she notice he was cooking. "You need your strength for today." He placed a fried breakfast in front of her and then left.
Later Hermione entered her room fearful of what was about to come. In half an hour she would be burying one of her closet friend. She would be burying part of her self. Resign to this fate she opened her wardrobe and picked out her deep red dress robes. Ginny never like wearing black to funerals. She remembered Ginny face a t Ron's funeral. She remembered how Ginny said. "Ron would want you to live not become like the bat of the dungeon." She laughed at the though of that. Severus was becoming the closet person to her and he was actually a lovely man.
A knock brought her from her memories and Harry stood at the door. He was looking completely lost. "Come in harry I'll just be a few minutes." Harry entered the room and stood nervously as Hermione went into the bathroom to get changed. "Im not sure I can do this herm." Harry said quietly as he sat on the couch. "I just can't loose anybody else." Harry was a complete mess by the time Hermione appeard again. She took him in her arms. Finally he stopped crying and gathered himself. " I guess we'd better go.
By the time Hermione and Harry had got to the funeral the place was packed there was a tent outside because there was not enough room inside. There was reports form the daily prophet. Almost all the aurous in fact half the ministry was present. Harry and Hermione made there way through the crowd to the front of the church. They after all where the people closet to Ginny.
The Funeral was a blur she vaguely remembered hearing lady in red playing and the minister saying some thing about how good a person Ginny was but all Hermione kept thinking was. It should have been me lying there. Soon the funeral was over and most people had gone on to the wake. Hermione was now looking at the new mound of earth that held her friend. "Why did it have to be her." She whisphered to the darkness.
Then a shadow came behind her. "Because it's always the good that die young."
Ok sorry its so short I promise to try and update with a proper length chapter next week. Don't forgret to review.